Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Addicted to information

Now I know who and what to blame for my foggy-brain syndrome.

From NewScientist.com, "The relentless influx of emails, cellphone calls and instant messages received by modern workers can reduce their IQ by more than smoking marijuana ..."

Sunday, April 24, 2005

Fifteen things about me

1. I worked on a documentary film crew when I was a teenager. When I was 19 I stopped and went to college.
2. My favorite color is red. Purple comes in second.
3. The Rolling Stones will always be my favorite band.
4. I like black and white photography best.
5. I wore Earth shoes.
6. I used to be a vegetarian but now I eat almost anything.
7. To me, ice cream is the perfect food. If you add fruit and a cookie it counts as a meal.
8. I dropped out of graduate school. It was a combination American Studies/Women's Studies PhD program. Sometimes I'm sad about it. And yes, I swear I didn't know I was a lesbian until years later.
9. I own two fur coats
10. I used to be a bartender. I'm disturbed by the trend of serving almost any cocktail in a martini glass and calling it "stupid-tini" or something.
11. I have voted for a republican, but it wasn't for anything important.
12. Ted Danson was my waiter in a Manhattan restaurant. It was before "Cheers."
13. I need nitrous oxide (laughing gas) to have my teeth cleaned.
14. I had an imaginary playmate until I was 3. Her name was Coco.
15. I took French in both high school and college and I all remember is how to spell hors d'oeuvres. Well, that and merde.

Friday, April 22, 2005

I've been naked there

La Guardia Airport

Bell Rock (one of the vortexes) in Sedona, Arizona

Traveling Interstate 81

The Clinch River

... your turn now.

Monday, April 18, 2005

I've been LOST for some time now ...

I'm really, really hooked on the ABC-TV show LOST.

I don't know what makes it so appealing for me. Maybe it's the vicarious pleasure I get by watching the characters survive in the jungle. Maybe it's Kate. Maybe it's the way the writers are into the slow reveal in how they tell the backstories of the main characters.

Who's my favorite? Hard to say. I didn't care at all about Hurley until we learned that he'd won the lottery and believed that the numbers he played brought him bad luck. Now I love the guy. And how about Sawyer? He's so bad he's good. Reminds me of one of my pretend boyfriends (which I now know, thanks to my live-in therapist/girlfriend) is just one of my versions of self.

Nothing in the show is predictable. Everything is possible on that island. Life, death, and leaving your wheelchair behind. The characters represent Jungian archetypes which is why we can relate to them.

I don't ever want them to leave.